I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 8: Living with Xia Youran at the Zhang Family

Zhang Lingyun seemed to be deep in thought:

"I see."

Qin Yu shook her head:

"Unfortunately, I no longer have the chance."

Zhang Lingyun took a sip of red wine and secretly made some plans in his mind.

He then remembered his card.

He's been thinking all day about what else this card could be used for.

After hearing Qin Yu's story, he suddenly had an idea:

"Auntie, you might still have a chance," Zhang Lingyun suddenly said.

Qin Yu was startled, and the knife clattered onto the table.

"Really? You have a way?"

Xia Youran blinked and looked at Zhang Lingyun with a puzzled expression.

She didn't believe there was such a shortcut in the world, otherwise the "weak witch" wouldn't have had such a difficult life.

She muttered to herself:

This guy is up to no good. Is he trying to swindle money and take advantage of the auntie because she's still attractive and rich?

If Zhang Lingyun had the ability to read minds, and knew that Xia Youran was slandering him like this, he would definitely stuff every hole in her body with live snails from the restaurant.

Zhang Lingyun said cautiously:

"I do have a solution, but I can't guarantee it will succeed; I can only say there's some hope."

Qin Yu, already desperate and grasping at straws, immediately said urgently:

"It's okay, just give it a try!"

Zhang Lingyun nodded:

"But this isn't free; you'll have to pay a price."

Qin Yu answered without hesitation:

"No problem, I'll give you anything!"

Xia Youran nodded silently to herself, thinking that she had guessed right.

But Zhang Lingyun's next words were completely unexpected.

"Aunt Qin, listen carefully. I can let you directly comprehend the first level of the Meditation Method. But I want all the experience you've gained from cultivating the Meditation Method for sixty years."

Qin Yu was stunned for a moment:

"I've practiced for sixty years and gained absolutely nothing... Besides, how am I supposed to pass on my experience to you?"

Zhang Lingyun smiled faintly:

"You don't need to worry about any of that, just nod in agreement. Oh, and I have one more thing to add—I want the memory of those five minutes we were discussing the deal."

Qin Yu was completely confused, unable to understand what the boy was saying at all.

Zhang Lingyun looked at her calmly:

"Auntie, it's good that you agree. Even if I'm lying to you, you won't lose anything."

Qin Yu thought about it and agreed.

Even if young people are joking about an old lady, she really doesn't have much to lose.

"Okay, I agree."

As soon as she said those words, Qin Yu suddenly felt her mind go blank.

It's as if a large chunk of memory was scooped away like ice cream.

Immediately afterwards, a small, extremely precious memory was implanted into her mind.

This memory was short, but incredibly valuable, allowing her to instantly grasp the first level of meditation.

Qin Yu stared in astonishment.

I can't believe I actually made a breakthrough!

She tried to recall what had happened, but couldn't find any related memories.

All I remember is that I was feeling heavy-hearted today, and I invited this gifted young man to dinner, hoping to find some inspiration for a breakthrough.

Then, after talking for a few minutes, he suddenly had an epiphany.

On the other side, Zhang Lingyun steadily received the fruits of sixty years of meditation.

He took a deep breath, maintaining a calm expression, and looked at Qin Yu, whose expression was constantly changing:

"Auntie, how are you feeling now?"

"I...I think I really broke through."

Qin Yu suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears streamed down her face.

The surrounding diners turned their heads and looked at her nervously, fearing that this witch might suddenly lose control.

Qin Yu was exceptionally excited tonight, as if she had suddenly returned to her youth.

After the three of them finished their dinner chatting and laughing, she drove her Audi A8 Executive Edition and personally took them back to their apartment complex.

As she was getting off the bus, she was still very excited and transferred 100,000 yuan to Zhang Lingyun as a thank-you gift.

Zhang Lingyun felt that she had already received the payment and originally wanted to refuse, but she couldn't resist the other party's enthusiasm and had no choice but to accept it.

After the Audi A8 drove away, Xia Youran pursed her lips and asked:

"You don't actually like older women, do you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? She could be my grandmother."

"But the old A8 is still an A8, and Aunt Qin is still quite charming."

Zhang Lingyun was too lazy to chat with her and simply pulled her into the stairwell.

When they arrived at Xia Youran's house, the two saw a large seal on the door and several cardboard boxes filled with miscellaneous items piled up next to it.

Xia Youran stood blankly in front of the door and read the notice on the door from beginning to end.

This was actually a seal affixed by the court.

She went through the whole story in her mind and finally figured out what had happened:

The parents, due to poor management, incurred a large debt and argued incessantly at home all day long.

In the end, it came to the point of divorce, but neither of them wanted her as a burden.

This morning—

When the court came to enforce the seizure of the property, Xia Youran finally lost all will to live.

Later, she attempted suicide at the subway station but was rescued by Zhang Lingyun.

It was at that time that Zhang Lingyun traded away the memory of why she wanted to die.

So she was in a daze all day.

The brain is constantly thinking about dying, but it can't remember why it wants to die.

Now, everything became clear, and Xia Youran looked at Zhang Lingyun with a reproachful expression.

Zhang Lingyun shrugged and asked:

Why are you looking at me like that?

Xia Youran's tears fell uncontrollably:

"My parents don't want me anymore, and now I don't even have a house. You might as well let me die."

Zhang Lingyun pulled out a tissue, intending to wipe away her tears, but she slapped it away roughly.

Zhang Lingyun comforted him:

"Keep going, things will definitely get better."

Xia Youran snorted:

"Then tell me, how am I supposed to live now, as a girl?"

Zhang Lingyun had already thought this through.

He picked up the cardboard box next to him and gestured towards the upstairs area with his chin:

"Stay at my place for now. As long as you don't die, everything is negotiable."

Xia Youran walked into Zhang Lingyun's house, nervously clutching her schoolbag strap.

She pretended to be a good girl, planning to greet everyone as soon as she entered the house.

But the house was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Xia Youran asked curiously:

Where are your parents?

Zhang Lingyun put down the cardboard box in her hand:

"They all work in other places, and I'm all alone at home."

Xia Youran tensed up instantly:

"You mean...it's just the two of us living together?"

Zhang Lingyun nodded and said jokingly:

"That's right! So don't even think about molesting me."

"Get out of here!"

Xia Youran's chest heaved with anger. She turned to leave through the door, thinking, "I'd rather die than live like this!"

Zhang Lingyun shook his head:

"You should also know that as long as I don't want you to die, you won't die."

Xia Youran gripped the doorknob with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You're so mean! Why are you bullying me?"